"Uuugh, someone kill me," groaned Nick as he leaned against the wall in his class. He had somehow got into Honors Biology, and now he hated it. The only plus side of this was his boyfriend, Jeff, was also in his class, and his lab partner.

"But Nick, it's Friday, and we have a date later, don't die," Jeff said glancing over at him, while writing down the description of the lab they were doing.

"Easy for you to say Blondie, you understand this stuff," Nick said leaning over Jeff's shoulder to copy down his notes.

Nick moved on the other side of Jeff and started to chat with Trent who was already finished. "Hi Trent, what's up?"

Trent looked up from his book, "Hi Nick. Nothing, just reading."

Nick bent over to look at the title, "Oh, Eragon. I think I read that book."

Trent smiled and nodded. Nick took the hint and turned back to Jeff who was carefully heating a beaker.

"Jefffy, Can we make out later? Like sit in the back of the theater and make out, please?" Jeff turned to look at him with a amused look.

"Nick, why don't you go wash this out for me?"

Nick took the graduated cylinder from his hands and smiled, "Okay!"

He carefully made his way to the sinks and started to wash out the cylinder. He put it on the drying rack and walked over to Wes's table. He sat in the seat in front of him and smiled. "Hi Wes."

Wes looked up from his Algebra homework, "Hello Nicholas."

Nick looked at the page he was working on, "That problem is wrong."

"What? How?" Wes said looking up and then back down.

"You forgot to do the square root," Nick sat simply, rubbing at his eye.

Wes redid the problem and looked up at Nick for his opinion. "Yes, you got it."

"Thanks." Wes turned to the second problem and fixed that one as well. Nick moved over to Beatz table.

"Hi, B! That's a cool painting! What is it?"

Beatz looked up at him with a slightly annoyed face, "Um, it's a sketch and it's the Gardens."

"Oh, that's nice. Shouldn't it have color."

"N, I already told you, it's a sketch."

"Yeah but-"

"Mr. Duval, your Lab Partner would appreciate your assistance," Nick's Teacher. Ms. Greg, called from the front of the class.

Nick walked up to her and leaned against her desk, "How are you Ms. Greg. You look lovely today."

"Nick, to your desk." She said rolling her eyes. Nick smiled.

"I love you Ms. Greg." He walked over to Jeff and stood close to him, "That was fun."

"Nick, quit harassing your classmates, and help me do this."

Nick groaned and grabbed the lab sheet.

This prompt was given to my by Candyhead. Thanks for giving me it, and I hope it's sort of what you wanted.